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I saw a scroll in the right hand
Sealed with seven seals
Who is worthy
to open it?
(who is worthy)
And
when the seals broke Silence fell across the sky The trumpets prepare
to sound
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord The earth trembles at His word
Behold the rider on the white horse (amen)
The sun turned black as sackcloth
The stars fell down like winter fruit
Hide us from
the face of Him
On the throne
No temple in the city For the Lord
is its light
Holy,
holy, holy is the Lord
The earth trembles at His word
Behold the rider on the white horse (amen)
And the sea
was no more
All tears
wiped away